That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 2, Chapter 9- Cloud Watching

A few days have passed since our first class with Lockhart, and in that time I have served two detentions with the twins and have watched my uncle buy Draco's way onto the quidditch team. Draco is a talented flyer I'll give him that but he's the absolute worst at quidditch. Only reason he got in was because Uncle Lucius bought the entire, yes the entire Slytherin team Nimbus two-thousand and ones. The good thing though? Lockhart is apparently terrified of my family so he never writes to them when I get a detention, which only means it's going to be a lot more fun tormenting him in his classes. The twins aren't as lucky though, and Molly is notorious for sending howlers when she gets angry with her boys when they are at Hogwarts.

"VIOLET!" Someone roars my name through the rather empty common room. I take my nose out of the book I'm reading for astronomy class and look up at the door. Marcus Flint is holding onto Draco's arm rather tightly and is dragging him towards me. "Teach your big-mouthed cousin to shut up once in a while, would you? He just got the Slytherin team banned from practising on the field for two whole weeks!" Marcus sort of throws Draco in my direction and storms off into his dorm, hopefully, to change out of those ugly quidditch clothes.

"What the bloody hell did you do this time?" I say to Draco, who is almost cowering in front of me.

"calledhermionegrangeramudbloodinfrontofthegryffindorteamandstartedafight." Draco says very quickly and very quietly.

"You better not have just said what I think you just said Draco." I shut the big, leather-bound book I was reading very loudly.

"In my defence..."

"There is no defence Draco! That word is wrong! Derogatory, absolutely horrible! You want to be taken seriously! You want to get things based on your own merit and not because Uncle Lucius buys peoples acceptance and you STILL pull crap like this!" Draco sits down on the coffee table in front of the couch I'm on and puts his head in his hands. "You're in second year now Draco, its time to grow up and start acting like a functional human being!"

Draco's silent for a long while. Then, "Weasley's wand is broken and he tried to hex me but ended up hexing himself. He's puking slugs."

I bite my top lip hard, trying to suppress my laughter. No matter how mad I am at Draco for saying that word again, I would have loved to see that spell backfire. "Go-" I laugh a bit and stumble over my words. "Go change out of those clothes and enjoy your weekend." Draco looks at me for reassurance, I nod at him and he gets up and goes down the boy's hall and into his dorm.

Now completely put off reading I shove the book into the bag by my feet, sling the bag around my shoulder and head out of the common room searching for George.

It's not hard to find George. I can see him and Fred walking back up to the castle from a window on the second floor. I meet them at the door and prop it open for them. When Fred notices that it's me he sighs. "I love you but I can't stand your cousin." He says walking past me.

George comes through the door and kisses my lips. "What he said." I close the door behind them, George waits for me so we can walk together.

"How's Ron?"

George cracks a small smile. "He and his friends ran off to Hagrid's. If I wasn't so mad at fucking Malfoy I would have laughed."

"I'm sorry about him. I try my hardest to teach him what's right and wrong but he's so obsessed with what his father thinks of him."

George shakes his head, "Don't think like that. You're not his parent, no one blames you for how he acts." I walk with him all the way to the Gryffindor common room. "You coming in?"